Friday, April 20, 2007

Noo, no, no, no
I can't take it no more
I'm tired of waking up on the floor.
No, thank you, please,
It only makes me sneeze,
And then it makes it hard to find the door.
-- Ringo Starr "The No No Song"

Another inappropriate, drug-related song selection today brought to you by Triaminic Cough and Cold Thin Strips.

The Short People came home from preschool with colds. Nothing major; low-grade fevers, sniffles, and sore throats. On our way home we stopped at the drugstore and I spotted this innocent looking medication on sale and decided to try it. BIG MISTAKE.

Triaminic Thin Stips are EVIL. Within a half hour my drowsy, peaked Short People were transformed into coked up Tasmanian devils. Kate was running circles around the couch faster than I've ever seen her, shrieking "HI MOMMY!...HI DADDY!...HI INDIA!...HI MOMMY!..." . India was talking so rapidly to her grandparents that it was barely decipherable; "pops
sandwichesforlunchhahaha..." She laughed like a hyena between sentences as she watched Kate twirl around the couch. I should have tried to take a picture but I'm not sure that even the sports action option would have captured anything but two blurs.
Now they are feeling better, and today we are taking advantage of the beautiful (finally) weather. Hope your weekend promises to be as gorgeous and fun-filled as ours should be.

By the way, those Thin Strips are in the trash.


Auntie said...

Those are some great pictures of you little "coked up Tasmanian Devils"! I can see it now! Indian has diarrhea of the mouth on a regular day; I can only imagine what she's like on the Thin Strips!

Hope you have a great weekend!

Deana said...

Oh No! It is funny how kids medications can turn them into hyper wild things instead of having the opposite effect. I'm sure you had your hands full!
I hope they are much better now and you guys are having a nice weekend.